Date: 8 September 2005
Characters: Fleur Delacour, Dean Thomas, and anyone else.
Location: Hammerside
Status: Public
Summary: Moonlight Serenade
Completion: Incomplete.
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someday when i'm awfully low, when the world is cold, i will feel a glow just thinking of you...and the way you look tonight. )
Oliver wanted to ask Fleur if she'd be interested in helping he and his mum with Ilana's education, if for nothing else than to provide a different perspective on magic and all it involved. But he'd need to add tutoring Ilana to his list of things to do which was growing by leaps and bounds.
He hoped they did well here. The Fitness Center was beautiful and the work they'd put in was amazing. He knew that the offices the Quidditch Association were renting on the ground floor and hoped to one day open an academy at were spectacular. The rest of the facilities followed suit and he was happy Fleur and Dennis had convinced him to move here.
When he reached the ground floor, he realized he was early and he glanced around at the various caterers and at the band before he noticed Fleur and Dean speaking to each other. Dean walked off as he approached them, definitely on a mission but his eyes were focused on Fleur and his breath hitched when he saw just how lovely she looked. Oliver couldn't stop the upward curve upon his lips when he walked over to her before he said, "I think I'm going to be filling your dance card tonight."
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"You look amazing," she whispered, her lips still touching his, "And, mon Dieu, you smell so good." She did not care if people saw her being so familiar with Oliver after her separation.
"Je t'aime, Oli-vair Wood."
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But he smiled because she'd return to his bed since she loved him and he'd have her with him tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that. "Well, I had to keep up with you. You don't know the pressure in having the most beautiful girl in the town to keep up with." Oliver shook his head and leaned back a bit, looking at how stunning she looked in her white dress. "It's just my smell and you know, a shower or two."
"Make love to me later in my bed and then don't leave until Monday. I want you all weekend." Oliver whispered in her ear before he leaned in, his lips whispering against hers as he added, "And I love you too."
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She laughed softly with her next thought. "Have you gone natural beneath your kilt?" she asked with a knowing smile and nip to his neck. "You know what ze thought will do to me all night."
She slowly ran her hands up the sleeves of his dress jacket to the nape of his neck, tickling him gentle with her fingertips. "After I make ze rounds and speak to all potential clients, I will meet you back, right 'ere, and zen I will dance with no other for ze rest of ze night...and when ze evening is over, everyone in zis lobby will know exactly what you mean to me."
She pressed her lips and the full length of her body to him in a kiss of passion and love.
"We will not leave my flat...I like zat...very much. Although leetle Napoleon will need to be taken outside, but we can sneak out through ze dance studios and...," she stopped herself from babbling again with another laugh, "I talk too much, you know? How can you stand me?"
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"I don't care if they know." Oliver responded. His thumb ran along her jaw. "When I'm with you, it's just the two of us anyway." Oliver held her close letting himself melt into her kiss this time. "My flat, Fleur. We haven't broken it in properly yet. Plus, I told Ilana if she keeps Napoleon, we'd go flying a few times next week." He whispered his lips against hers. "So, you're mine this weekend."
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"An hour," she whispered desperately into his lips, "No more. And zen we will meet right 'ere and not part again until Monday morning?"
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When she pushed his Sporran into his crotch, he trembled and then he kissed her again before he replied. "Watch yourself, love. If you keep that up, we may need to leave this dance soon." His voice had that huskiness and his eyes darkened as he felt a pulse of desire course through him.
Oliver knew that they'd be there for more than an hour but he contented himself with the idea that he was going to be with her all weekend. Pulling her into another kiss, he murmured. "I can't wait."
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